Prominent People of the Pale Past The Tragedy of Monequa Stan Schroeder's Radio Program © |
........as told by A.R. Prescott
The history of Postville and
vicinity is replete with incidents of a tragic as well as
practical nature, if we knew them; but the thoughts and
inclinations of our frontiersmen did not run in channels of
literature, and thus the memory of the average "old
settler" is too often the only source of information as to
facts and figures conected with our early history.
When the writer was a store clerk in McGregor in 1853, chance
favored me with the acquaintance of some of the earliest
frontiersmen of Iowa; Graham Thorn, John Haney, Joseph Hewitt,
Alex McGregor, A.E. Wanzer and James & Dan'l Carlin; most of
whom as traders, soldiers, teamsters, or old settlers, delighted
me with their experience among Indians of the New Purchase.
One of the stories told me by Thorn, was as follows:
A second rank Winnebago Chief named Monequa pitched his teepee
about the year 1839 on a spot of ground near the Big Spring *,
say twenty or thirty rods northwest of the Koevenig Brewery. He
was brother to Waukon Decorah, a man of influence among his
people, and a firm friend of the Post family from the first of
their settlement in this locality. But as he lived south of the
Military Road he was objectionable to the Musquaka's who yet
claimed the country south of the road, though they had sold out
to the U.S. all their lands previously, but had not all moved
away; a tough band of them having a village southward across the
Turkey River near where Clermont is located today. The Chief,
however, continued in his position for two or three years without
molestation.
One day in the early fall of 1842, a hunting party of Musquaka's
lost a wounded buffalo in the thickets south of the Big Spring,
and as night was coming on, were forced to abandon the chase.
They could not find the wounded buffalo the next day, nor did
they show themselves to Monequa, but went over to the Post's
Half-Way House where they bought some tobacco, saying to Mr. Post
as he handed out the goods "Winnebago, no more," and
soon after disappeared.
A few days after, at early dawn, the Chief discovered a buffalo
at the water course below the spring and easily dispatched him
with a rifle bullet, and before the day was gone had hiim
prepared for drying for winter use.
About a month after this, the Chief's dog was enticed away, as he
supposed by teamsters, and at the same time, or within a day or
two, four young, quiet appearing Musquaka's came to the Post's
one afternoon, bought tobacco and crackers, stayed around among
the teamsters until sunset, then left the place, going into the
woods westward, north of the road. While at breakfast the next
morning, one of the teamsters remarked that he believed he heard
a gun fired some time in the night, about midnight or later.
Two days later some teamsters driving from Fort Atkinson, told
Mr. Post that some dead animal was down near the spring, and as
the wind was in the south, the odor was very bad along the road.
Mr. Post suddenly recollected that he had not seen Monequa or any
of his family for several days, a thing quite unusual. With two
of the teamsters he started for the spring, where all found their
worst fears more than realized.
The teepee was yet in position though considerably torn, and all
around were evidences of a terrible struggle for life. But the
dead and scalped bodies of the whole family of five, told the
fatal result of the battle. The Chief had evidently fought at a
great disadvantage, as his broken rifle, still loaded, bore
testimony. The hammer had been broken, but the barrel had been
used as a club till it was bent and useless. The 2 boys, aged
fifteen and eleven years, must have borne their part well in the
unequal combat, as the oldest was dispatched by a knife,
evidently at close quarters, and a full one-half of an Indian's
forefinger was found beneath his body, in all probability bitten
off by the boy in a death struggle with his assailant.
It was conjectured that the absence of the dog allowed the
murderers to approach close enough to the teepee to fire a volley
at the victims while asleep, which probably killed the squaw and
her young child at the start, and without doubt the accident to
the gun occurred in the very beginning of the battle.
Our party gave the gound around some distance a careful scouting
for tracks and other evidences of the line of retreat, and were
rewarded by finding a fresh grave holding the corpse of one of
the Musquakas in a dense thicket about three quarters of a mile
away. The arms were both broken, and the head plainly indented by
the rifle barrel of the murdered Chief. The murderers were easily
trace towards their village and Mr. Post and the teamsters
returned home. The next day they buried the family in one grave.*
Threats of retaliation were made by Decorah and his band, but the
military kept a sharp watch over the matter, and in a short time
the Mesquaka village was moved away and all was soon forgotten.
They were only Indians.
When the writer first called Mrs. Post's attention to this
incident she could not recall it, but after some thought the main
feature of the tragedy came to her.
This story was also recalled by Jo. Hewitt when the writer met
him at Clear Lake in 1858; who said in addition, that he had seen
a Musquaka with a short fore-finger somewhere on the Turkey River
about that time.
*Big Spring -- current location is just south of Merle Lange's
farm
*Mesquaka's corpse -- buried in the vicinity of Iowa Turkey Plant
[note: this plant, at the outskirts of Postville burned to the
ground in December 2003]
- published on the Allamakee co. IAGenWeb with the generous
permission of Stan Schroeder
- original transcripts provided by Stan Schroeder &
transcribed by Sharyl Ferrall
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